In 2009, I became aware, via media reports, of the death of David Iredale, a perfectly fit and healthy 17 year old who had died of thirst while on a bushwalk in the Blue Mountains just outside Sydney.
Despite being on or close to a well-known walking track and making contact with emergency services by mobile phone on seven separate occasions, David died and his body was not being found for eight days.
For a tragic event such as this to occur virtually within shouting distance of 5 million people in this modern age was hard to fathom.
The Coroner’s Inquest was critical...
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